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... ul three paces behind, his torn clothing and disheveled appearance drawing no comment from the servants they passed.
Everyone in the household had learned quickly that Master Jack’s business was his own, and questions were neither welcome nor necessary.
The divine power had entirely faded now, leaving behind the familiar warmth of his red lightning and a bone-deep exhaustion that even his absurd regeneration couldn’t immediately erase.
But the satisfaction remained.
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